Christmastide 9

Lord and Christ,

You who make the blind to see have mercy upon us. The faculties of your people did not deceive them when they looked about themselves in the wilderness and found neither food to eat, not water to drink. They were not blind, nor were their powers of reason deceiving them.

Yet what were they blind to? They apparently were not watching when by plague after plague, your power worked for them and their salvation, nor when you showed distinction and favor to them, passing them over. And the Pharisees? They could see perfectly well the man they supposed to be merely similar to a blind man; they could see his own parents testifying that this was the same man; they could see and hear him saying it was you, Lord, who had restored his sight. Yet they could not believe.

Have mercy on us, O Christ, for our faith is weak. Even when we see, we cannot believe. Even when we taste the power of the work of your Spirit, when you nourish us and work in us with a power and holiness not our own, we are blind to the truth. You who fashion hearts and see all, give us eyes to see, and a heart to believe. Hallelujah! You have already begun.